Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Turkey and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing UT to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Todd Terry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Todd Rundgren,
MC5,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cheater Slicks,
Newcleus,
Moebius,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mummies,
Barry Ungar,
Magma,
The Electric Prunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sixth Finger,
Gabor Szabo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slackers,
Mo-Dettes,
MDC,
Animal Collective,
Don Cherry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tommy Roe,
Trumans Water,
D'Angelo,
Yellowson,
Delta 5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faust,
Lindisfarne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pierre Henry,
Spandau Ballet,
Urselle,
Albert Ayler,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Danielle Patucci,
Smog,
Monks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barrington Levy,
Blossom Toes,
Negative Approach,
Siglo XX,
Ten City,
Stiv Bators,
The Star Department,
Howard Jones,
Depeche Mode,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
Jeff Mills,
Ash Ra Tempel,
48th St. Collective,
Swell Maps,
Swans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grauzone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.